"I can't stay here," Carmela said, her voice trembling. "Not if someone is watching us. Not if someone wants to hurt me. I have to leave, for my own safety."Max stood up, his expression pleading. "Please, don't go," he said. "We can figure this out. We can get to the bottom of this. We can't let someone scare us out of our own home."Carmela looked at Max, her heart breaking at the thought of leaving him. But she knew she had to do what was best for her and her twins. She turned and walked out the door, hailing a cab to take her back to her own apartment. As the cab pulled away, she looked back, catching a final glimpse of Max as he stood in the doorway, watching her go.In a moment or two, Carmela was looking at Sarah’s home, the sight of it filling her with dread. Police cars were parked in front, and officers were milling about, some of them looking at her as she approached. Carmela hesitated, not sure what to do. She hadn't done anything wrong, so why were the police here?A
Max sat on the beach, his eyes closed and his mind wandering. He was lost in thought, his thoughts drifting from one thing to the next. But then, his phone rang, and he saw that it was Nichole. He answered the call, his voice brimming with anger."What do you want?" he snapped. "I told you I don't want to talk to you right now.""Max, please," Nichole said, her voice sounding desperate. "Your father wants to see you. It's important."Max gritted his teeth, his frustration growing. "What is it?" he demanded. "Tell me what it's about!"Nichole paused, and Max could hear her taking a deep breath. "I can't tell you," she said. "But you need to come back. Your father is waiting for you."Max let out a roar of anger and threw the phone to the ground, stomping on it until it was nothing but pieces of plastic and metal. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself, but he could feel his rage boiling over.Max sped down the road, his grip on the steering wheel tight and his foot heavy on
"Free to go?" she asked, her voice shaking with disbelief. "What do you mean? What changed?""I can't discuss it with you," the officer said, his tone firm. "You're free to go, that's all you need to know. We're sorry for any inconvenience this may have caused you."Carmela just stared at him, still stunned. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. After everything that had happened, she couldn't understand why they were letting her go now.Carmela's mind was racing as she tried to make sense of what was happening. She stood up, her legs shaky. Was this some kind of a trick? Were they planning on arresting her the moment she stepped outside?But the officers didn't move to stop her. In fact, they were ushering her towards the door. She felt like she was in a dream, everything felt surreal. She walked out the door, blinking in the bright sunlight. She turned to look at the building behind her, trying to make sense of it all."Congratulations, Carmela!" Andrew said, his voice warm
"If you ever come near Max again, I'll make you regret it," Nichole said, her tone threatening. "He's my husband now, and I won't let you ruin that. I will do whatever it takes to protect my relationship."Carmela's heart sank. She couldn't believe that Nichole could be so cruel, so ruthless. She thought they had been friends, that they had cared about each other. But now, she saw that Nichole had only ever cared about herself.But before Carmela could say anything else, she heard the click of the call ending. Nichole had hung up on her, ending the conversation as abruptly as it had begun. Carmela felt like she had been punched in the gut, like the wind had been knocked out of her. She dropped her phone to the floor, the sound of it hitting the ground echoing in the empty room.As Carmela sat there, numb and reeling from the conversation, she heard the sound of the front door opening. She looked up to see Andrew standing in the doorway, a look of concern on his face."What's wrong?
Reluctantly, Carmela got up from the sofa and went to the door. She opened it and there stood Max, looking as handsome as ever. He looked at her with pleading eyes, and she could see the pain in them. "Please, Carmela, I need to talk to you," he said, his voice full of emotion. She hesitated for a moment, but then stepped outside and closed the door behind her. She looked up at Max, waiting for him to speak."What is it, Max?" she asked, her voice sounding more tired than she intended."Don't you have anything to ask me?" Max asked, sounding frustrated. Carmela laughed dryly. "What exactly do you think I want to ask you, Max?" she said. "You left me, remember? I'm not interested in what you've been up to. And I certainly don't care about your marriage to Nicole. It's none of my business."Max looked taken aback by her words, but she didn't care. "Fine, I won't talk about that," he said. "But I have to talk to you about something else."What I need to tell you is about the night we
“Max, I don’t care.” Carmela breathed. “It’s time you head back to your *To be Wife* She might come looking for you.” Carmela wanted Max to leave that instant, she couldn’t bear to look at him for a second.“Carmela, you have to hear me out.” Max pulled her by the hand, however, she bruised it off. “Max, you’re crazy to think I’ll come back to you.” She shouted. “Leave, or I’ll call the cops.” Max was perplexed he couldn’t believe that Carmela wouldn’t want to hear him out. Instead, she planned on calling the cops on him.He stopped pulling her and begging. He turned and started to walk away. Carmela on the other hand was feeling her heart break as she shouted at Max. She felt bad for what she said, nevertheless, she made the right decision. It was time she let Max go. She rushed inside the house, slamming the door from behind as she tried to catch her breath. She couldn’t believe she just rejected Max! “Who was that?” She heard a feminine voice and she flinched. “I thought I he
“I’m afraid, I can’t do that.” The teacher said with a warm smile. “Who are you again?” She knew that Max was the twin's father, perhaps it was because Carmela had strictly warned to not allow the children to go anywhere without her permission. “What? You don’t know me?” Max scoffed. “I’m their father.”“I’m afraid, I was not informed that you’ll be the one to come pick the kids.” She replied, crossing her hands, “You’ll need to call their mother before I can leave them in your care.” “Are you a new teacher here?” Max asked already frustrated. “Where is their classroom teacher, Claudia?” Max looked around trying to see if he’d be able to spot Claudia, however, she was nowhere in sight. “See, Mr….You’ll have to call their mother before you can take the kids.” She held onto Hannah’s hand. “If you’ll excuse me, they need to return to their class.” She walked past Max with Hannah and Noah along with the other kids. Being a newly Renounced CEO of his father's firm and with the whole
“You did what?!” Carmela asked, “Max took my kids and you didn’t bother telling me?” Carmela who was sitting in the dinner room, with a laptop right in her front, when she rose to her feet in haste. “Well…I’m telling you now.” Carmela could feel deceit in Claudia voice and she couldn’t help but contain the fire burning inside of her. “Where did he take them to?” Carmela spoke, fervently, “Did he mention any?”“No…I’m sorry.” After the call was hang off and Carmela fell back on the chair, her hands on her head as she panicked. How could Max take the kids, without telling her?Carmela was furious. Her ex-husband Max had taken her kids without her permission, and she didn't know where they were. She felt like her heart was breaking, and she couldn't understand how he could do this to her. She was trying to do her best for her children, and she thought that Max understood that. She felt betrayed and hurt, and she didn't know what to do next.She paced back and forth in the living ro